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I thought it might be fun to do an 'out take' today. Early drafts of Blueberry Truth included some of Blueberry's voice. Though they didn't make the final draft, they did help me to get inside the head of troubled seven-year-old Blueberry Truth, which made a big difference to the book over all.
This scene comes from the center of the book, when Beanie takes Blue to her niece's First Communion. Blue has never been in church before. This is her take on the experience:
Granny, she don’t believe
in church. There be a God, he no friend of mine, she say. Beanie go to a fancy
church. All rich with colored windows got pictures in them. Big vat of water in the back. Beanie dip her
hand in and make a sign of a cross like I seen Julio do and drag me down to the
front. We sit on a long bench next to a whole bunch of other peoples that is
her family. Get them all these bright colored dresses. One lady, she wear a big
white hat that flop down all over. The hat lady hug Beanie and kiss her on the
cheek. This my sister Lily, Beanie say. Then we all sit down.
There this big music that
come up. Beanie point up behind us to
the balcony. Silver pipes going every which way all making sound. Whoever play that thing miss the notes. Then
everybody stand up and start to sing some song I never hear before, voices all up and down and everywhere. Beanie
show me the magazine, which got words and notes all over like a story. Then a
bunch of kids come in. Boys all got white suits. Girls like they going to get
married, all in white dresses. They walk down girls on one side, boys on the
other. Maybe they get married like that, but they just kids like me and kids
not supposed to get marry. I want to ask Beanie, but she say no talking so I
don’t say nothing.
The big hat lady, sister
Lily, she look like she fit to cry. Another lady in a pink dress sister
somebody, put her arms around hat lady and whisper something at her. Pink dress
lady look at me eyes all sharp and then to Beanie. Beanie smile and look at the
magazine.
They go on and on a long
time just like Beanie has told to me. We pray and then we sing again and then a
man come with a basket on a pole and everybody put money in the basket except
some put in a envelope like maybe they write a letter to God or Jesus.
Then all the get-marry
kids go up front and the preacher give them something look like a white paper
to eat. Then everybody else eat the white paper. Beanie’s Ma and the rest of
her peoples go, but Beanie put her arm around me and whisper we wait here. I
sit down and wait and everybody come back and say excuse me and kneel on that
thing they got for kneeling. We been
here about two million year now. Beanie whisper almost done. Then the
marry-kids go out and everybody follow and we stand on the step outside. The
sun make me blink.
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I can hear her distinctive voice and this is so visual, Ute. Super writing.
ReplyDeleteThanks Cat!
DeleteThis is a wonderful scene and beautifully written. I can see how it would have helped you get to know your character better. Too bad it had to be left out!
ReplyDeletethanks Sandy! The character voice didn't work overall, but it was a good to write it anyway.
DeleteThis is a great description, told from the point of view of someone who wasn't familiar with the rituals. I loved the character's voice, too and I wanted to know more about her. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteThanks Patricia!
DeleteI like Blueberry's voice and how she sees the church rituals as a first-timer. I also think the name Blueberry is kind of cute and off-beat, though this is coming from someone with a character named Raspberry Ann and a former character named Apricot!
ReplyDeleteThanks Carrie-Ann. I love the name Raspberry. No surprise, huh? Blueberry says her mother named her that "because that what she like to eat when she have me."
DeleteI love seeing the scene through and with the thoughts of a seven year old.
ReplyDeleteThanks Lindsay.It was fun envisioning it that way.
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